Roman's, countrymen and lovers;
Hear me for my cause.
This? Is my answer.
It is not that I loved Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese less,
But that I loved caramel-dog-biscuts more.
Had you rather Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese were living, to die all slaves then dead to live all free men?
As Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese loved me, I weep for him.
As he was fortunate, I rejoice at it!
As he was valiant, I honor him.
But!
As he was ambitious, I slew him.
There are tears for Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese's love, joy for Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese's fortune, honor for Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese's valor, yet death for Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese's ambition.
*drys tears*
Now listen, this is how good Onion-fried-unicorn-cheese was.
I read thy will! In which he leaves his gold to you.
All of you, roman citizens.